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I pray to god and beg him so,
to save me and let me go.
The place I call home,
is the place of grief and pain.
I never even saw the rain,
so I ran away.
I ended up where I started
even hell is better then this,
but it is the place i'll always miss.

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Mz.Honesty Only 22 January 2008

I like this poem, But I'll never miss home. I ran away and never went back.

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